Rebecca Young Poet Rhyme

Fire and Fire

Tug-of-War
Alpha Dog
Carnivore

Locked our horns
Power struggle 
Crown of thorns

Neither bows nor bends nor folds
Instead digs their heels
Leans in and holds

Under weights of worlds shouldered
Beneath catching fires smoldered

They juxtapose
Until the end
And so it goes 
Protect; defend

Both yearning to submit, surrender
Though, coward, that would them then render

So instead they hold strong their positions 
Each declaring their conditions

Never has this strategy 
Ended anyway but tragedy

So each side is shocked and shorn
Strewn about, tattered, torn

Daughters, Mothers and Wives scorn
From empty houses
Alone; forlorn 

Forever after they will wait
By the fire
Or at the gate

Until the day they receive
News, that from this horror,
There's no reprieve

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